Chapter 76: Kushina [5] (18+)

Kael woke to the soft gray light of morning and the empty space beside him. The sheets still held Kushina’s warmth and the faint scent of oil and skin, but she was gone. Downstairs he could hear the quiet clatter of pans and the low rush of running water. His cock lay soft against his thigh for the first time in hours. The system had finally let the erection fade after the repeated climaxes of the night before, yet he knew the relief was temporary. The quest marker still sat unfinished in the back of his mind. The system would not leave him alone until he crossed the final line with her.

He pulled on a pair of loose pants and a plain shirt and went downstairs.

Kushina stood at the stove in a pale silky gown that clung to her hips and the soft curve of her ass. Her red hair was loosely tied back. She glanced over her shoulder when she heard his steps and offered a small, careful smile.

"Oh, you woke up. Did I make too many noises?"

"No. I just got up early."

He walked closer, more to see what she was cooking than anything else. Miso soup simmered on one burner. Rice steamed in the cooker. She was cracking eggs into a bowl with quiet, practiced movements. They exchanged a few ordinary sentences about the weather and whether Minato had left any instructions. The air between them felt thinner than usual, stretched by everything that had already happened.

The system window flashed without warning.

[You got an erection]

"Shit. Not again."

Kushina’s eyes dropped. She saw the front of his pants begin to tent, the thick shape growing harder by the second. Her hands paused over the bowl. Kael stepped behind her before either of them could speak. He pressed the hard length of his cock against the soft curve of her ass through the thin silk of her gown and began to rock.

The first slow grind drew a soft sound from her throat. She kept her eyes on the counter and tried to continue whisking the eggs, but her movements turned uneven. Kael’s hands settled on her hips. He pushed forward again, dragging the covered head of his cock up the cleft of her ass and back down. The silky fabric grew warm between them.

"Naruto..."

She did not turn around. She kept her voice low and almost normal, as if treating the situation like an ordinary inconvenience might make it one. Kael ignored the warning in her tone and kept humping her in slow, deliberate strokes. The wet heat of his pre-cum began to darken a small patch of silk. His breath brushed the side of her neck.

Kushina tried to pour the eggs into the pan. The mixture sizzled. She reached for a spatula with a slightly shaking hand while Kael’s hips continued their steady rhythm against her. Every forward push made her breasts sway under the loose gown. She bit her lower lip and focused on the food, but the pressure of his cock rubbing between her cheeks made concentration impossible.

"Maybe you should sit down at the table," she said after a minute. "I will bring the food."

Kael stepped back only long enough to push his pants down to mid-thigh. His cock sprang free, already fully hard and glistening at the tip. He moved in again, this time skin to silk, and settled the thick shaft against the soft split of her ass. Both hands gripped her cheeks and spread them slightly so the head of his cock could nestle deeper into the warm cleft. He resumed the grinding with longer, wetter strokes.

"Wait—what are you doing?"

"Helping myself, Mom."

He reached around with one hand and cupped her breast through the gown, squeezing the full weight while his hips kept moving. The soft pap-pap-pap of his cock sliding against the silk-covered curve of her ass filled the kitchen. Kushina’s free hand braced on the counter. She tried once more to sound calm.

"Naruto, stop. This is not normal between mother and son."

Her voice cracked on the last word. Kael only pressed closer, chest against her back, and fucked the soft channel between her cheeks with steady thrusts. The gown clung to her now, damp with pre-cum and the heat of their bodies. He pinched her nipple through the fabric and felt it harden at once. Kushina’s breath left her in a shaky moan.

"Ahh... Naruto... please..."

He kept the rhythm. The wet sounds grew clearer as more fluid soaked the silk. Her ass cheeks flexed under his hands every time he pushed forward. She had stopped pretending to cook. Both hands rested on the counter edge, fingers curled tight, while her son used the soft give of her body to chase another climax.

"Ngh... Mom... your ass feels so good..."

Kushina closed her eyes. The protest was still in her throat, but the words would not form cleanly anymore. Each slow grind sent a low, unwilling sound out of her. She could feel the thick heat of him sliding up and down, the way the head caught against the upper curve of her cheeks on every upward pass. The kitchen filled with the quiet, filthy rhythm of skin against damp silk.

Kael’s breathing turned rough. His grip on her breast tightened. He thrust harder, shorter, the wet pap-pap-pap speeding up until the climax hit. Thick ropes of cum pulsed out against the small of her back and the upper swell of her ass, soaking through the thin gown in dark, spreading patches.

"Ahh... fuck... cumming... ngh..."

He kept rocking weakly through the last spurts, painting the silk until it clung transparently to her skin. When he finally stilled, Kushina remained bent over the counter for several seconds, breathing hard. Then she straightened, eyes unfocused, and stepped away without looking at him.

She left the kitchen without a word, cleaned herself in the small washroom near the stairs, and returned as if nothing unusual had occurred. She plated the eggs, poured the soup, and set the food on the table with the same calm movements she used every morning. Kael watched her, still half-hard, while she sat down and began to eat. Her mind was a mess of conflicting thoughts—she knew what they were doing was wrong, knew she should put a stop to it, yet every time the need rose in him she found herself yielding a little further. The boundary she had drawn the night before already felt thinner.

After breakfast she stood and announced she was going to bathe. Kael waited only a minute before following.

The bathroom door was unlocked. He stepped inside and closed it behind him. Kushina stood under the shower spray, water running down the full curves of her body. The moment she saw him she crossed both arms over her breasts.

"Naruto, what are you doing here?"

Her eyes dropped. His cock was hard again, standing thick against his stomach. Understanding flickered across her face. She lowered her arms slowly and sat on the low wooden stool beside the tub, then patted the space next to her.

"Come. Sit."

Kael stripped the rest of the way and sat. Kushina took the soap, worked it into a thick lather between her hands, and began to wash his shoulders and chest with the same gentle care she had used when he was small. The soap made soft wet sounds against his skin. She moved lower, over his stomach, then finally wrapped both soapy hands around his cock.

The first stroke drew a low groan from him.

"Ngh..."

She worked him slowly, the thick lather turning every movement slick and loud. The wet schlick-schlick of soapy fists on hard flesh echoed off the tiled walls. Water continued to fall from the showerhead, rinsing small trails of suds down his thighs. Kushina’s breasts hung full and wet only inches from his arm. She kept her eyes on her hands as they stroked him, twisting gently around the head on every upward pass.

"Mom... feels good..."

"Just let it happen, baby," she murmured. "I’ve got you."

She stroked him for a long time. The soap made everything almost too slippery. Pre-cum leaked steadily from the tip and mixed with the lather until her palms shone. Kael’s hips began to push into her fists. Still the climax stayed out of reach. Kushina frowned slightly, then shifted closer on the stool.

She pressed her wet breasts together around his cock, trapping the hard length in the soft, soapy valley, and began to move them up and down. The wet pap-pap-pap of her soft flesh sliding along his shaft filled the small bathroom. Kael’s head tipped back against the wall.

"Ahh... fuck... Mom..."

Kushina kept the rhythm steady, lifting and lowering her breasts so the head of his cock appeared and disappeared between them. Soap and water made the glide effortless. Every downward press squeezed him tightly; every upward lift let the sensitive head drag through the softest part of her cleavage. Her nipples brushed his stomach on each stroke. The wet sounds grew thicker, filthier, as more suds and pre-cum coated her skin.

"Does this help?" she asked quietly, still moving.

"Yes... ngh... don’t stop..."

She did not stop. She worked him with her breasts for long minutes, adjusting the pressure, sometimes pausing to add more soap, sometimes leaning forward so the upper curves of her soft flesh swallowed him more completely. Kael’s hands rested on her shoulders, then slid down to cover her hands and press her breasts tighter around him. The dual heat of her body and the slick soap pushed him closer.

"Ahh... Mom... I’m close..."

Kushina looked up at his face, water beading on her lashes, and kept the steady bounce of her breasts around his cock. The wet pap-pap-pap never faltered. Kael’s breathing turned harsh. His hips jerked. Thick pulses of cum erupted between her breasts, coating the soft inner slopes and spilling down onto her stomach in long white streaks. Some of it mixed with the soap and ran in cloudy trails toward her thighs.

"Ahh... shit... cumming... uhhh..."

She held him through it, breasts still wrapped around the pulsing shaft, until the last weak spurts left him. Only then did she lean back, water still falling over both of them, and look down at the mess he had left on her skin.

The system window remained quiet. The quest was still far from finished.

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End of Chapter!!!